Chapter 18 - THE FIRST MORNING OF THE REST OF THEIR LIVES The next morning was ordinary.
And that was what made it beautiful.
Lily spilled orange juice at breakfast.
Ethan burned the toast.
Elena laughed at both of them.
Nobody screamed.
Nobody threatened anyone.
Nobody was afraid.
The mansion filled with sunlight.
Elena looked around.
She remembered entering through the front door years earlier with nothing but an old bag and a frightened child.
Now she stood in the same kitchen surrounded by people who loved her.
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She understood that happiness was rarely one dramatic moment.
Sometimes it was simply waking up without fear.
